Bonnie was upset at herself from what happened yesterday, promising herself that she would have her body perfect and would be extra submissive from now on. She knew she had disappointed Him and did not want to do it again, ever. She strengthens her resolve to be a better slave.
Going into the bedroom to start her ritual of personal inspection in front of the mirror she paid extra attention this time before getting in the shower to shave.
She didn't find anything this time but still went over her body from the neck down several times with a new blade, only leaving the allowed fine hair on her back and forearms, scrutinizing very carefully each time.
She pads out to the living room, finding her "Spot". Placing her feet shoulder length apart. Bending at the waist until her upper body is parallel to the floor, keeping her legs straight. She reaches behind her pulling her ass cheeks as wide apart as she can, insuring it opens not only her ass but her pussy as well.
Picking her head up to look forward she begins reciting a little louder and more serious than yesterday, "I am 100% submissive. I have no rights, only privileges. I have no will of my own. Your' will is my will. In order to prove that, I will do anything, anyhow, anywhere, to anybody You may deem fit." repeating this, as her routine requires, until He tells her to stop.
As he was listening at the door, he noticed something about her voice. Somehow, it was different but he just couldn't put his finger on it. He guessed he'd figure it out.
Getting a beer, he came in and sat down in front of her, looking and listening closely, trying to hear and now see what was different.
As soon as Bonnie saw Him sit down, she lowered her eyes, not making eye contact. She continued to recite her "Standing Instructions".
He still wasn't sure what was different. Something in the tone of her voice had changed and after seeing her, her body seemed to glow in a different light. Whatever it was, he liked it. He sat back and listened for a while.
When he stopped her, she kept her mouth open. Long straight strawberry blonde hair falling almost to the floor. Tits hanging freely and easy to play with. Presentation of all three holes, offering easy access. As he had thought many times in the past, "this is a perfect position for a slave to present their' body."
Ordering her to drink, she went out into the kitchen and came back with the doggie bowl full of water. With her back to him, she got down on all fours. Lowering her head with only her arms, displaying ass and pussy to him. Raising her head back up to show she was finished, she is instructed to make food.
In the kitchen, she ate the same way out of the doggie bowl with her ass up. It was more difficult to eat today. She was not across from him for his viewing pleasure but next to him. He has his thumb deep in her pussy, rubbing her G-spot.
Shortly after he started, she picked up her head just a little and begged, "May I cum, Sir?"
"Yes," he allowed.
Her orgasm was a weak disappointment. Her body had been conditioned to cum. He had denied her before, but never like yesterday. She had expected an explosion after so many denials. She sighed frustration and went back to eating.
Indicating to him that she is finished by raising her head, he had her stand. Her face today was covered with food because of his thumb fucking. She was ordered to wash and go to the living room, in position.
Displaying her body in position and reciting her instructions aroused her. Feeling helpless in a kind of mental bondage, offering her body for any kind of use turned her on. Most times her pussy was wet before he even walked in the door. She guessed this was part of her conditioning.
He had used a Sybian, vibrators, other kinds of sex toys, together with diversive fucking and licking machines, just to name a few things that were built to make her cum. Along with long train gang-bangs, sensory deprivation and a kind of hypnotism / brainwash, he had hyper-sensitized her.
He'd used the tools on her for days on end. She even had to "sleep" on a Sybian once, tied in such a way that she could not break contact between her pussy and the machine.
At first this conditioning had "cummed her out". She would be exhausted after sitting for hours on the Sybian for example. After a time though – and it seemed to her like forever – the reverse happened.
Every time he thought she was "slowing down" and not getting off quick enough, he would refresh her conditioning. Presently, she came very quickly when stimulated, forcing her beg for release often.
Yesterday, the metal butt plug and dildoe together with the fight not to cum was a torture. He hadn't done this during her conditioning, where he would say, "Cum yourself silly," after she was immobilized.
"I am 100% submissive, I have no..." starting her recital.
"Stop and stand," he commanded.
Bonnie stood, hands locked behind her head. Her eyes lowered.
He hadn't even come into the room. Instead, he was un-locking "His Room". Here was his storage room of all the things that were too big for his toy box. He also had doubles of the things in his toy box and came out with a long length of rope.
He wound the rope tightly around her tits. Partly wrapping it around each tit separately, some as a figure eight, and a few around her chest. When he was finished, her tits looked like two round balls. Her nipples, now swollen a bit, the valves.
He went back into his room and came back with wrist cuffs and D-rings. He preferred to get one or only a few things at a time, giving him pause to get a clear picture of what he wanted to do in his minds-eye.
Putting the cuffs on her wrists and passing a D-ring through the ropes in-between her tits, he connected the D-rings on the cuffs to the one on her chest.
On his next trip, he came out with a ladder, a ringed leather collar and a length of chain.
After buckling the leather collar around her neck, he connected the chain to a hook in the ceiling and leaving the chain a little lax to a ring on the collar.
His next round produced a foldable sawhorse with two copper wires strung along the top.
Looking at her big surprised eyes, he ordered, "Get up on your toes."
Once she was up, he slid the sawhorse between her legs. Her heels were about 4 inches from the floor – the wires of the sawhorse, was about an inch from her pussy.
Then he brought out a battery power source for toy trains and connected it to the copper wires, turning it up to level two. He didn't want to hurt her, he only wanted to sensitize her and this was more fun than just using a purple wand on her pussy while she is tied to the bed. He fetched the wand next as he had other plans for it.
"You make noise; you get a big ball gag. Do you understand?" he said. He didn't want to have to gag her, he wanted her mouth fresh for his cock later and he knew most times the threat kept her pretty quiet.
"Yes, Sir."
When he tapped the wand to the back of her knee, he got a satisfying snap from it. Her knee buckled a little and she sucked in air quickly but didn't make any noise.
Tapping the back of her other knee, she dropped, touching her pussy on the copper wires – making another snap. The pussy snap made her jump back up on her toes.
